—Back to Fane's POV—
"Luna, NO!"
“I... love… you…”
Time stopped. Everything around me blurred—the noise, the light, the very fabric of the realm we were in—faded into nothingness.
All that remained was the agonizing weight in my chest and the fragile, broken body of the only woman I’ve ever loved, cradled in my arms.
This wasn’t how things were supposed to end.
Not again.
Not her.
Everything I did, everything I fought for... it was always for her. For Luna. I endured torment, defied Heaven, and embraced the darkest parts of myself—all for her.
And now she was gone.
Her skin, once glowing with the purity of her soul, had turned pale and cold. Her lips, which once whispered my name with love and longing, were now still. Lifeless. Hollow.
She gave herself to death willingly—again.
